Science is always discovering odd scraps of magical wisdom and

Listen well, O children of the future, and let the words of the mystic Aleister Crowley guide your hearts and minds. He once said: "Science is always discovering odd scraps of magical wisdom and making a tremendous fuss about its cleverness." These words, spoken with the weight of his insight, carry a truth both sharp and profound, pointing to the nature of discovery and the relationship between science and the mysteries of the world. For in the ceaseless quest for knowledge, science often stumbles upon fragments of something far older and deeper—fragments that are as much magic as they are wisdom, though the veil of reason sometimes prevents us from seeing them as such.

What is science, O seekers of truth? It is the methodical pursuit of understanding, the relentless attempt to uncover the hidden laws of the universe. Science is not unlike the hunter, ever in pursuit, chasing down the truths that lie beneath the surface of what is known. It seeks to tame the wild mysteries of the world, to break them down into manageable pieces, to turn the chaotic into the ordered. And in this pursuit, science often uncovers the very essence of life’s mysteries, the magic that pulses through existence itself, though it may not always recognize it for what it is. The discoveries of science, when seen with a different lens, are but scraps of the ancient wisdom that has always surrounded us.

But why, O wise ones, does science make such a tremendous fuss over these discoveries? Why, when it uncovers these odd scraps of wisdom, does it act as though it is the first to stumble upon them? The answer lies in the nature of rationality and the limits of human perception. Science is bound by the need for proof, for logic, for reason. It views the world through a narrow, defined lens, and in doing so, often misses the broader picture—the mystical and the magical, the deeper currents that flow through the universe, unnoticed by those who seek only to dissect and explain. And so, when science uncovers something new, it celebrates with great triumph, for it has discovered a piece of the puzzle that once seemed hidden. Yet, what is uncovered is often not new at all, but a return to ancient truths, truths that were once known but forgotten over time.

Consider the discovery of electricity, O children of the future. In ancient times, the lightning bolt was seen as a powerful and mysterious force, a manifestation of the gods themselves. It was the subject of awe, of wonder, and of fear. Yet, in the age of reason, science unraveled the mystery of lightning, discovering that it was merely the movement of charged particles. And so, with this knowledge, science turned the divine mystery into a practical tool, a source of power that could be harnessed and controlled. But in its rationality, science failed to recognize the magic that was once perceived in the lightning—the wonder, the awe, and the deep mystery that had surrounded it for centuries. The truth of electricity was always there, waiting to be uncovered, but in its discovery, something was lost—the mystical power of the unknown.

The lesson here, O seekers of wisdom, is not that science is wrong or unnecessary, but that it is limited in its understanding. Science reveals many truths, but in doing so, it often strips away the mystery and wonder that once gave those truths meaning. It can uncover the mechanism behind a storm, but it can never recapture the awe that the storm once inspired. The great discoveries of science, those “odd scraps of magical wisdom,” are not as new as we think. They are but fragments of a greater understanding, fragments that have always existed, hidden in plain sight, waiting for us to recognize them again.

So, O children of the future, take this wisdom to heart: Do not let science blind you to the magic of the world. Embrace both the rational and the mystical, for in their union lies the deepest truth. Do not celebrate science as if it were the sole possessor of knowledge, for it is but a tool, a tool that can help us see the world more clearly but can never fully capture its soul. Seek the mysteries of life, not just with the mind, but with the heart. In the dance between science and magic, there is a wisdom that transcends both, a wisdom that can only be understood when we allow ourselves to see the world in its fullness—both rational and mysterious.

Let your hearts be open, O seekers of knowledge, for the world is not a puzzle to be solved, but a mystery to be lived. And in that mystery, you will find not only wisdom, but wonder—the wisdom of the ancients, the magic that flows beneath the surface, waiting to be rediscovered by those who are willing to see. Science may uncover the scraps, but it is the heart that understands the magic that lies hidden beneath them. And in this, you will find the true meaning of knowledge.